We were at the cottage to 'close it up'. We got up Saturday morning to snow (more slush than snow...). Made for soggy work doing stuff outdoors.
My daughter went down to look at the lake. It was quite the contrast - her dark coloured clothes against the white and grey of ground, water, leafless trees and sky.
It was a day of striking stillness and quietness. No birds sang, people were indoors keeping warm and dry and the slushy snow seemed to absorb all sound. It was so very, very quiet.
Times like this are rare: Time to be still and quiet and alone. Time to listen and reflect.
We need times like this.
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